Poison Consort and Her Tyrant

Su Qingcheng was suddenly held by her hand, as if she had been entangled by the plague. She threw away her eyes with a look of surprise, fear and anger.

"You dirty hands, dare you touch me!"

Her gentle voice had always become sharp, and the sense of fear was gradually dignified and mixed with the cold of disgust.

After she screamed, she raised her hand to Su Yunqin's face full of fat and powder, and she was about to fight down. Unexpectedly, Su Yunqin suddenly squatted down and fanned an empty hand.

"Oh, Qingcheng, your handkerchief has fallen off." Su Yunqin squatted down and lowered his eyes, covering up the cold surge at the bottom of his eyes.

Su Qingcheng, you're dying!

Su Qingcheng took a deep breath, saw Su Yunqin stand up, grabbed Su Yunqin's handkerchief and threw it away.

Su Yunqin will never touch anything touched by this straw bag!

"Su Yunqin, do you think you can go back to Su's house before you die? Dream of you!"

She smashed this sentence, grabbed Liu Rumei and entered Su's house. She also coldly ordered: "close the door. Whoever dares to let this woman enter Su's house in the future will roll his own burden and get out of Su's house!"

The door closed with a bang, leaving the mother and son standing at the door.

Su Yunqin frowned in disgust, especially now that she saw Su Qingcheng, the evil spirit at the bottom of her heart became more and more prosperous. The raging flame was burning at the bottom of her heart. She had an impulse to torture Su Qingcheng to death immediately!

But... No hurry.

Since it is accounting, of course, it needs to be a little, step by step, to be interesting.

Looking at the closed door, Su Xiaomo smelled a face.

"Mom, it's really annoying here." I hate it!

Even Su Xiaoye, who had always been expressionless, frowned in disgust and deeply echoed his brother's words.

"Brother, you finally said the right thing once."

Su Xiaomo was angry at the moment and had no time to refute with his sister.

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After closing the gate, Liu Rumei gently pulled Su Qingcheng.

"Qingcheng, you were sure Su Yunqin was dead..." Liu Rumei said in a gloomy tone with panic.

The Su family is now in full control of her. Su Yunqin is not dead. She will come back and rob her of the control of the Su family.

Su Qingcheng grabbed Liu Rumei's wrist with a backhand, "Mom, whether she's dead or not, we'll just treat her as dead and don't let her into the house..."

Before he finished, the door was knocked again.

Su Qingcheng frowned and glared at the closed door of Su's house.

"Uncle Li, take the broom and drive the woman away." Liu Rumei also strengthened his mind and instructed Li De to do it.

After that, Li De had to grab the broom and prepare to go out to catch people.

Liu Rumei said to Su Qingcheng again, "Qingcheng, you must think of a way to do this. You can't let Prime Minister Lin know."

Prime Minister Lin is Su Yunqin's uncle. Since Su Yunqin's mother died, Prime Minister Lin took special care of Su Yunqin.

They can't provoke the prime minister who is in power.

"Don't worry, as long as someone from the prime minister comes to inquire, we won't admit it..." before Su Qingcheng finished his words, he was interrupted by Li De's voice who was going out to drive people.

"Lin... Lin Xiang!"

Suddenly hearing this voice, Su Qingcheng and Liu Rumei in the house suddenly changed their expressions.

Li De was still holding a broom by the gate of Su's house. Fortunately, he saw that the man standing at the door was the Prime Minister of the current Dynasty, Lin Wenyuan. Otherwise, if this broom was hit, his old life would be over!

Lin Wenyuan, dressed in a deep purple official robe, stood by the gate with his negative hand. Originally, he had a serious face. At the moment, he was not angry.

With a pale face, Li De dropped his broom and said in a trembling voice, "prime minister, see prime minister."

Su Yunqin held a child in one hand and followed behind Lin Wenyuan. He looked down and felt funny at the bottom of his heart.

Before she returned to the imperial capital, she had sent a letter to her uncle, telling him that she wanted to return to the imperial capital.

My uncle didn't know she was still alive until she wrote to him herself a month ago.

Prime Minister Lin knew his niece's handwriting best. He sent someone to find her and determined her situation.

Lin Wenyuan sneered: "holding a broom, why do you still want to beat the imperial court officials?"

Liu Rumei's eyes twinkled slightly in the house, and immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Lord Lin, what brings you here today? Come on, come in and have a seat?"

"No." Lin Wenyuan's voice became colder. "I heard that Yunqin returned to the imperial capital. I came to see Yunqin today. I heard that someone wouldn't let Yunqin into Su's house?"

His fierce eyes fell on Liu Rumei's face, and his eyes were gouged out on the gaudy woman's face.

Liu Rumei smiled and said, "I'm afraid Xiangye misunderstood. How can we not let Yunqin go home! This is Yunqin's home!"

Su Qingcheng also smiled and nodded: "yes, I wish my sister could come back safely. How can we not let my sister into the house!"

Su Yunqin looked at Su Qingcheng with cold eyes and held a child in one hand, "come on, Dabao, Xiaobao, call people."

There was no blood on Su Xiaoye's face. Rao was so pale that she couldn't hide her unhappy look at the moment. She snorted, turned her little face to one side, and dragged it reluctantly.